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[angrim]

You would think that Minas Tirith would have books on angsting, but there are none. Not even ten step audio tapes.

This is most... unsettling. I may never spend "quality time" with attractive women ever again.

Hmmm. Where's my son?

::goes looking::

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[gorlim]

*wanders through the halls thoughtfully, looking for proper foresty clothing for tracking lessons with Halbarad*

[angrim]

Gorlim!

Explain this angst business to me!

[gorlim]

Um?

There's not much to it. Generally you just have a lot of bad things happen to you and then go cry in the laundry room... or a closet.... or the cellar... or someplace NO ONE ever goes but they will the minute you try to use it as a hiding place.

Or get drunk.

And use a lot of words. And beat up someone's brother. That's the fun part.

[angrim]

Beat up someone's brother?

But I might injure myself...

Hmmm. Do you have some peach schnapps?